Outside.

"Elder Sheng, this Sun Yibo is also your personal inheritance, right?, why don't we gamble again?" Yue Wuhua looked at the mirror image of the Spirit Domain, and a smile appeared in the corner of her eyes, as if she was sarcastically mocking the other party.

When Sheng Changfeng heard this, he snorted coldly, and his face changed: "Tong Ling'er is already seriously injured, do you think that with him now, he can still beat Sun Yibo at the third layer of the Huadan Realm?"

"Whether you can win or not, how do you know if you don't gamble?"

"Elder Yue, you seem to be very optimistic about this Tong Ling'er?"

Before Sheng Changfeng could speak, Shen Bei, the elder of Tianji Peak on one side, spoke indifferently.

"Elder Shen, you are not qualified to speak, your disciple doesn't even have the courage to play, you still care about yourself, teach such a waste. Yue Wuhua didn't even look at Shen Bei, and said in a disdainful tone.

"You!" Shen Bei suddenly became angry, stood up with a red face and a thick neck, pointed at Yue Wuhua, and couldn't hold back a word for a long time.

"What are you, you are both inner disciples, you are also in the psychic realm, look at Tong Ling'er, and then look at your disciple, you are embarrassed to speak, I am just optimistic about Tong Ling'er, I don't accept you to let that disciple go on!" Yue Wuhua also stood up and treated her coldly.

"Alright. At this time, Ou Xiaofeng stopped the two of them in time and said indifferently. "The disciples of the whole sect are here, as an elder of Yifeng, what kind of system is it to be so frivolous. ”

"Hmph!" Yue Wuhua and Shen Beiqi snorted coldly and returned to their positions.

"Elder Yue, why are you so optimistic about this Tong Ling'er?" On the side, Tianshu Peak Elder He Yang asked Xiang Yue Wuhua suspiciously.

"No why! The old lady likes it!" Yue Wuhua replied impatiently.

Heyang couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, his hot face was attached to his cold buttocks, he couldn't help but smile, and stopped talking.

Yue Wuhua seemed to be a little unwilling, looked at Sheng Changfeng and asked again, "Elder Sheng, you won't even look at your own disciples, right?"

Sheng Changfeng is not bloodless, he has been looked down upon by a woman again and again, and he is unhappy in his heart, and he said abruptly: "Okay!

"Okay!" Yue Wuhua suddenly smiled, and immediately said, for fear that the other party would regret it. "For the sake of fairness, this time the bet will be made by Elder Sheng himself. ”

Sheng Changfeng's expression changed, and after thinking for a moment, he snorted coldly: "Whoever loses, hand over his mount." ”

As soon as Sheng Changfeng's words came out, he was shocked.

Yue Zijie's face on the side changed, you must know that the elder's mounts are not ordinary, at least they are spirit beasts above Qiyun, especially Sheng Changfeng and Yue Wuhua, and the mounts are the eye-catching white tigers and colorful luan birds at the peak of Qiyun, all of which are spirit beasts with ancient bloodlines, but they are extremely rare and rare.

Yue Wuhua's face was stunned, but she didn't expect Sheng Changfeng to spend so much money, so she couldn't help but hesitate, after all, this bet was just a whim for her, for fun, it didn't have any substantial benefits for her.

Seeing that Yue Wuhua hesitated, Sheng Changfeng sneered: "What? Isn't Elder Yue afraid? If you regret it, I won't force each other, as long as you say it, this bet will be stopped." ”

How could Yue Wuhua not know that Sheng Changfeng's words were sarcastic about herself, this bet was her own idea, and if she retreated at this time, wouldn't she lift a stone and shoot herself in the foot.

"Bet on it, I'm afraid you won't succeed, but I have to change this bet, and the mount I handed over has to be given to Tong Ling'er and Sun Yibo, the two winners, you and I can't interfere!"

Yue Wuhua asked for this, but also to leave a way back for herself, after all, Qiyun's spirit beast already had spiritual wisdom, if there was no chance, and there was no strong strength to suppress it, then even if it was given to the other party, the other party would not be able to take it for his own use.

Sheng Changfeng naturally understood Yue Wuhua's thoughts, and he didn't say anything about it, nodding in agreement, after all, this room was also very useful to him.

The dust has settled here, and then looking at the mirror image of the spiritual realm, the battle between Tong Ling'er and Sun Yibo is still continuing, and the situation at the bridgehead is extremely tragic.

Inside the Spiritual Mirror.

Tong Ling'er staggered back a few steps, her eyes were cold, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

The word collapse trick of Wuji Fist was unexpectedly defeated by Sun Yibo's flame explosion.

Sun Yibo stood opposite, revealing a cruel smile: "Your strength with this martial art is indeed domineering, but don't forget, I am also innate and powerful, compete with me for strength, with your current realm, it is not enough to see!"

Tong Ling'er was silent, just looking at Sun Yibo, her face was frosty.

"Tong Ling'er, you're finished!"

Sun Yibo snorted, leaned over and bombarded Tong Ling'er again, the fire fist in his hand reappeared, and the spiritual power was even stronger than before.

In just an instant, Sun Yibo's figure approached.

Tong Ling'er's eyes flashed, and three more formation scrolls suddenly appeared in his hand, which were quickly torn apart.

Wow!

Suddenly, Tong Ling'er erected an earthen wall around her to block Sun Yibo's way.

"I said, these things are not enough to see!" Sun Yibo snorted coldly, and the fire fist directly blasted up.

Bang!

The earthen wall cracked in response.

"What!" Sun Yibo broke through the earthen wall, but his face changed, and in front of him, Tong Ling'er's figure disappeared at some point.

Sun Yibo's heart tightened, and he hurriedly retreated. However, at this moment, he found that his body could not move!

When I looked down, I found that my legs were imprisoned by the ice at some point, and it was difficult to break free.

Sun Yibo's face changed drastically, and he turned his head to look behind him.

"It's up there!" Bai Chen on the side reminded loudly.

Hearing this, Sun Yibo suddenly looked up, and his spiritual power poured into his whole body to resist.

It was only then that he realized that it was too late, and Tong Ling'er's figure was already close at hand.

"Thunder Dragon Yao!

On the top of Sun Yibo's head, Tong Ling'er's feet are facing the sky, and there are wings behind him, and thunder and lightning are added to his body, like a god descending from the sky, majestic.

Rumble!

The force of nearly 10,000 catties slammed into the top of Sun Yibo's head, even if Sun Yibo resisted with both arms, his feet were still like nails, sinking into the ground.

Burst!

Sun Yibo suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

Tong Ling'er turned over and fell backwards, and after standing still, the wings behind him also quietly disappeared, and his expression was extremely ugly. At this point in the battle, consuming his three formation scrolls, there is not much spiritual power left in his body.

If you can't knock down the other party again, I'm afraid the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Hehe... Hahaha..."

Looking at Sun Yibo again, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and his pale face suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, making the scar on his face surging like a centipede, and that appearance looked hideous and terrifying.

Tong Ling'er was silent, staring at Sun Yibo with a calm expression.

"Tong Ling'er, do you know, it's the first time I've been slandered by a cultivator in the realm of the Psychic Realm. Enough to be proud. ”

Tong Ling'er's expression remained unchanged and remained silent.

"But that's the end of it. ”

After Sun Yibo finished speaking ruthlessly, the spiritual power around his body suddenly exploded, and the intensity was even worse than just now.

Tong Ling'er's face finally became embarrassed, the spiritual power in his body was running out, the other party's spiritual power was still so strong, if he didn't find a way to defeat the other party, he would be helpless.

Looking at Sun Yibo again, the spiritual power at this time suddenly changed, and it turned into a layer of red aura to wrap the whole body, the temperature of the aura was extremely high, and the grass under his feet instantly turned into ashes, becoming a scorched earth, Tong Ling'er was several meters away, and he could clearly feel a heat wave coming to his face.

"This is a Xuan-rank high-grade martial art, a red flame golden body!" Yue Wuhua looked at Sheng Changfeng in surprise. "You even taught him your own martial arts?"

Sheng Changfeng smiled proudly and said, "Sun Yibo is not only my personal inheritance, but also my descendant!"

Yue Wuhua's face turned cold, and she snorted coldly: "Elder Sheng is really wishful thinking, no wonder you would say such a big bet, it's really bloody!"

Sheng Changfeng laughed, and the spring breeze said proudly: "Elder Yue, your seven-grade peak colorful luan bird, you will laugh for it!"

Yue Wuhua's face was cold, and she said indifferently: "The victory or defeat is not scored, it is too early for Elder Sheng to say this." ”

"The end of the strong crossbow, huh!" Sheng Changfeng sneered.

Yue Zijie on the side heard the two elders of each other, and his body was stunned, and he couldn't help but sigh, Tong Ling'er, even if you have a good talent, your strength is also outstanding in the same realm, and there are people who are better than you, but when you meet this top-grade leader of the Xuan Rank, the Red Flame Golden Body, today, you will definitely lose!

"Tong Ling'er, go die!"

Sun Yibo snorted, and his figure swooped away.

Seeing this, Tong Ling'er bit her silver teeth, the wind under her feet, and her figure was illusory, and then it was divided into three.

Phantom Triple Kill!

"Huh?" Sun Yibo was blunt, looking at Tong Ling'er's illusory and vague figures, he couldn't guess which one was true and which one was false, and for a while, he didn't dare to attack rashly.

Sun Yibo became vigilant, and Tong Ling'er's three illusory figures took the opportunity to surround him.

"Hmph, if you can't tell the truth or falsehood, then it's all annihilated!"

Sun Yibo snorted coldly, his arrogance was a little thicker again, and when he saw the opportunity, he suddenly attacked like a vague figure of Tong Ling'er.

Tong Ling'er's three blurred figures showed a sneer, watching Sun Yibo attack violently, he didn't retreat but advanced, and rushed towards the other party.

"I can't help myself!" Sun Yibo sneered, his figure flashed, and the arrogance of his violent body changed rapidly, and he was not afraid of Tong Ling'er's three figures at all.

"Humph!"

Just when the two were about to collide, Tong Ling'er suddenly snorted coldly, looked at Sun Yibo with a strange expression, and then his eyes flashed, and a fine light shot out.

Psychic Attack!

When Sun Yibo saw Tong Ling'er's strange look, he felt bad in his heart, but he couldn't find any flaws, until he saw a beam of light from Tong Ling'er's eyes, and suddenly he felt that his spirit was in a trance.

Just a blink of an eye, Tong Ling'er's eyes froze, and the three figures condensed in an instant, and they all slammed into Sun Yibo's chest!

Phantom Triple Kill!

Bang!

A terrible scream resounded throughout the bridge.

From time to time, Sun Yibo's figure flew out directly, curling his body and trembling uncontrollably.

Tong Ling'er, on the other hand, sat on the ground with a thud, panting and exhausted, and the spiritual power in her body was exhausted, and she had no strength to fight again.